Not a sign of an answer.

Daisy softly tried the door then to see if it would open.

There was no difficulty in that; she pushed it gently and gently stepped in.
It looked just like what she expected, though Daisy had not got accustomed yet to the conditions of such rooms.

Just now, she hardly saw anything but Molly.

Her eye wandering over the strange place, was presently caught by the cripple, sitting crouching in a corner of the room.